"She has a porceline smile, but she cries herself to sleep.
A billion secret thoughts, to herself she keeps...
These silent dreams, they fade away tothe wall of fear, hurt, betrayal, and broken promise, made by others and herself.
She hides the pain well, though few can see past her facade.
Her savior comes,but she refuses to open up,
She knows he means no harm, but does she trust him well enough, to know that he will stay?
Her eyes glisten with tears, as her porceline smile cracks away.
The broken angel is at a breaking point.
Her hopes, her dreams, herself.., Everything is lost.
When wil she learn, when we she break through the porceline cracks...?"